July 2010: the first summer holiday as a student, just before going Erasmus to Porto.
The Faculty of Journalism and Communication Studies imposed students to have a summer internship. Perfect, that’s how it should be – you’d say – but for a quality experience you needed to cater to your own needs, otherwise good chances you’d just end up in some state institution with the only outcome – a signed paper, but no experience.
Hence, I asked my dear friend Gabriel Savulescu to help out. He was working in the Graphic Design & DTP department – for the entire Adevarul Holding Group. It wasn’t difficult to get an internship at Adevarul de Seara. Mainly, I was in charge with writing small columns, mundane stuff, and once per week – the joy – the spare time spread. I was so enthusiastic to be able to write that part, that I wasn’t so happy to share it with my internship colleague – Madalina Belciu. She was – pardon, is! – a great gal, rock-n-rolla, down to Earth, no artsy-fartsy-flimpsy type of girl, but even so I would have much liked to keep the entire material just for me… 19-year-old vanities.
I had just got my baby – that is my Nikon D90 – and I was proudly taking it with me at the office, just to make sure my colleagues & mentors know I could also help with photography, not just writing. And the strategy worked! One day, when all photographers were on field, I was asked if I could join the reporter to meet and interview a man attacked by a bear. The joy! I could actually be of real use, they trusted I could take those photos, it was what I had been hoping for.